Fantasy: Become A Saint At The Start

Mu Xiyuan sighed, "Duke Zhou! This is the treasure of our Muxi City for tens of thousands of years, but now it is going to be sent out, how do you make me face the ancestors below! I'm afraid I'm dead It won't be reassuring either!

Duke Zhou shook his head, "The current situation is exactly what the old city lord wanted to guard against at the beginning. I didn't expect it to happen. We can only say that there will be a catastrophe in Muxi City. Since there is such a catastrophe, we can't avoid it. There are ways to avoid it. Why not use it? Well, could it be that for the sake of Phoenix bones, you let Muxicheng be buried in your hands, so that you can face the ancestors below!

Now it's one more second, and it's not known how many people will die outside, Zhou Gong's tone is anxious, "It's been a while, our soldiers are not the opponents of those cultivators at all, if you are still dawdling here, I don't know how many people will be sacrificed!" As a wooden stick hit Mu Xiyuan's head, his hands rubbed, "Okay, I promise you, as long as you can save our Mu Xicheng from fire and water, Phoenix bone Cupped hands give in!"

It was meaningless to go on, anyway, the outcome was already doomed, so Mu Xiyuan nodded immediately and agreed. Su Ye was waiting for this person's nod before he could make a move. Now Mu Xiyuan nodded, and he immediately shot.

"Why do cultivators participate in the war between the worlds?" A deep voice resounded in every corner of Muxi City. Hearing this voice, everyone in Muxicheng breathed a sigh of relief, Venerable, it was Venerable who left, and they were saved in Muxicheng. "God, it's Venerable's voice, Venerable shot! Venerable shot!" These people in the streets and alleys ran wildly, shouting such words.

When these people saw their familiar friends, they began to say, "It's Venerable who got out of the customs, it's really God bless my Muxicheng, fortunately Venerable is here, otherwise our Muxicheng is really going to end. Xicheng is kind."

One is happy, the other is panic. Originally, the dozen or so cultivators had no idea how many people they had killed. Although the soldiers of Muxicheng did not have cultivation, they were also masters in the mortal world.

Suddenly, such a voice came from the city, a powerful force passed through their bodies, and the group of cultivators was shocked and spat out a mouthful of blood. They landed and started to retreat, "Young City Lord, there is a master in Muxi City.

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Of course, the young city master of Qingli City knew that he was not deaf, and looking at the fearful expressions of the cultivators around him, he waved his hands in disgust and pushed them aside, "What's the use of you cultivators? If you haven’t come out yet, you will be scared, maybe the other side is bluffing, what are you afraid of, let me continue to attack, I must take down Muxicheng today!”

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Mu Xicheng was afraid that he would not be able to take it down today. The cultivator at the head gave a wry smile, and began to regret that he should not be a thug in Qingli City for the worship of Qingli City!

Now this voice is not a cultivator like him. A single sentence can shock the group of them to the point of spitting out blood. It must be something like Sage! So even if the young city lord pushes them forward, they will not Dare to move on.

Su Ye suddenly appeared in the sky above the city wall of Muxi City, he was dressed in white as snow, with his hands behind his back, looking at the group of people below was like looking at a dead object, not a living person, "You guys still If you didn't answer me, why do cultivators want to participate in human wars?" Guang,

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